Cynical British narration. Crude MS-Paint animation. High-brow facts for low-brow humans.
Frau Troffea danced until her feet bled. City officials reviewed this biological meltdown and prescribed a live DJ band.
You don't sink dramatically like a dying cyborg. You bounce with a thud and sizzle like a sausage on a hot skillet.
Sugar is innocent. Your mouth is occupied by a redneck bacterial militia that eats carbs and pees corrosive acid onto your enamel.
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